Chapter 1002: Woman

The big-headed freak didn't stand on ceremony, immediately taking the Ancient Demon and the other two straight toward the stone staircase marked 'Demon-Suppressing Tower'. (Web)

The square-faced cultivator also cupped his hands toward the scholar, gripped the Heaven-Covering Bracelet in his hand, and after a few sways, gradually drifted away on the middle stone staircase.

The scholar didn't leave immediately with the remaining people, but after watching the freak and the square-faced cultivator finally disappear into the white mist at the end of the staircase, he turned his face toward an old man beside him and said indifferently:

"Nephew Feng, how many sets of array flags and array discs do we have left in our hands?"

"Reporting to Great Elder. According to your instructions, we have left our temporary magic arrays in place after breaking each barrier. Up to now, besides the Purple-Wei Seven-Star Array purchased for several hundred thousand spirit stones, we have no other array-setting tools on hand," the old man replied respectfully.

"Hmm, then set up this Purple-Wei Seven-Star Array in this place. Also, put those Tiger-Head Bees and the two Blood-Sucking Bats into the array," the scholar ordered without hesitation.

"Yes!" the old man immediately agreed, patted his waist, and a stack of purple array flags appeared in his hand, then strode toward one side of the square.

Only then did the scholar look toward the direction of the mountain foot, his expression uncertain, silently wondering what he was thinking.

An hour later, the figures of the scholar and his group also disappeared onto another stone staircase.

At this moment, many tens of thousands of zhang down the mountain waist, Han Li and his group had just passed through the giant archway of the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators. There, the Ye family cultivators had set up a fairly brilliant illusion array, which, if facing Core Formation cultivators, could trap them for several days. But facing so many Nascent Soul stage cultivators, it was cleared away casually in almost a single encounter, failing to delay them for even a moment.

Upon seeing the giant archway of the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators, Old Demon Qian and the others no longer doubted that this place was Mount Mount Kunwu. Immediately, besides Han Li and his two companions, the others were all exceptionally excited.

Immediately, the group hurried up the mountain.

As they followed the stone staircase upward, they naturally couldn't avoid encountering other barriers set up by the Ye family, which didn't make Old Demon Qian and the others retreat, but instead made them even more impatient.

But clearly, the barriers set up by the Ye family were one more powerful than the last, and although Old Demon Qian and the others relied on their formidable magic power to break them one by one, they couldn't avoid being delayed for some time.

A full day and night later, they finally arrived in front of the ancient stone palace where the many stone puppets had appeared.

"Fellow Daoists, be careful. If there are barriers set up here, it will likely be even more troublesome. Those people ahead truly have great means, actually carrying so many array-setting tools. It seems that even if they aren't cultivators from the ten great sects, they are from some super-large faction," Hua Hua Tianqi looked at the ancient palace vaguely visible ahead, his expression somewhat solemn.

"Hmph, to have such great means, even being able to refine and set up an Ice-Flame Two-Pole Array, is something not even every one of our ten great sects can do. I am somewhat curious about the true identities of those people ahead," Old Demon Qian said coldly.

"However, chasing all the way here, those people are equivalent to breaking the barriers of Mount Mount Kunwu for us ahead. It can be considered a benefit to us. Even if we are blocked by their temporary barriers, we will definitely be able to catch up," Hua Hua Tianqi said confidently.

"I hope so," Old Demon Qian said plainly.

As they spoke, the dozen or so people broke into the palace.

The stone palace was filled with the remains of stone puppets, which startled everyone, and they all couldn't help but stop and look around.

"No barrier fluctuations; this place hasn't been tampered with, which is truly an unexpected event," Hua Hua Tianqi swept the stone palace with his spiritual sense and said hesitantly.

"This is very normal! It's estimated that those people's array-setting tools are almost exhausted," the old man surnamed Fu chuckled.

"However, what are these things? I haven't heard of puppets made of stone?" one of the five Nascent Soul cultivators, a big man, swept his gaze over the ground and frowned.

"These are not stone puppets; the correct term is Stone Spirits? It is a secret technique where the spirits of some spirit beasts are forcibly injected into specially made stone statues. It was popular in ancient times, but later, for some unknown reason, this secret technique was suddenly lost."

A person, however, unhurriedly bent down, picked up a piece of broken stone on the ground, and while examining it, said plainly. It was Han Li, who had rarely spoken since they set off from the stone pavilion.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Han actually knows about this kind of ancient secret technique?" Hua Hua Tianqi looked at Han Li in surprise.

"It's nothing, I have some research on puppet arts. But it's a pity these are all damaged items. Otherwise, I would really like to study them properly," Han Li said, throwing the stone block he held, which rolled a few times on the bluestone floor.

He had just discovered that these Stone Spirit remains looked like ordinary stone materials, although they had been specially refined, but the most obvious thing was the strange array runes engraved on the surface of the broken stones. It was impossible to see anything from these broken things.

"If Fellow Daoist Han wants to get a complete Stone Spirit, it's easy. In the few collapsed places on the four sides, perhaps a few might still remain!" another cultivator among the others, his eyes rolling, suddenly pointed at a collapsed corridor and said with a smile.

Han Li turned his gaze, only to find that it was a middle-aged cultivator with a seemingly honest face, none other than the Four-Scatter True Person, Zheng Wei.

Han Li was not from Great Jin, so he naturally didn't know about this person's notoriety. But with his experience in reading people, how could he judge people by their appearance? He smiled slightly, and just as he was about to say something, on the other side, Old Demon Qian suddenly shouted:

"Beast, you want to die."

Immediately, the five white shadows raised their hands simultaneously, and ten gray light pillars sprayed out from their palms, hitting a certain uninhabited place nearby.

After a roar, purple light flickered, and a lion-headed, eagle-bodied four-winged monster appeared out of thin air, staring viciously at the crowd.

It was none other than that Lion-Fowl Beast that had once attacked the Ye family cultivators!

This fierce bird, not knowing when it had secretly approached, was trying to sneak attack Old Demon Qian's five demon children. But what was surprising was that the monster bird, which had had half its claws cut off by the Ye family's Great Elder, had now recovered as if nothing had happened, unable to see any traces of having been severely injured.

However, having suffered a loss once, this monster bird seemed to have learned its lesson. As soon as its figure was exposed, it immediately flapped its four wings, instantly transforming into a purple streak, shooting straight toward the back,

Old Demon Qian didn't urge the five demon children to pursue, and the other cultivators were also startled by the Lion-Fowl Beast's ferocious appearance. After a moment of hesitation, they actually let this monster beast escape the stone palace in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

"Lion-Fowl Beast! How could there be such a monster here!" Hua Hua Tianqi let out a long breath, muttering, his expression turning gloomy.

He asked himself that if he encountered this fierce bird alone, he would likely be in great danger.

The old man surnamed Fu and Bai Bai Yaoyi exchanged glances, both seeing a trace of fear in each other's eyes. They knew very well that there was an even more powerful Silver-Winged Winged Yecha wandering on this mountain. But out of their own thoughts, Han Li and the two of them kept silent about the existence of this monster, and the other cultivators didn't know about it at all.

The other big man and the other cultivators also turned pale.

This kind of ancient fierce bird was comparable to a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator, so naturally, it was extremely difficult to provoke.

However, after the Lion-Fowl Beast appeared, Han Li's original intention to explore the corridors was also abandoned.

Since there was such a monster as the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha on the mountain, it seemed safer to act with the crowd now.

Han Li and the others naturally didn't know that the monster bird flew out of the stone palace in an instant, circled, and flew toward the foot of the mountain on one side. After flying for half an hour, it suddenly landed on a lush green giant tree, and then let out an incredibly unpleasant cry, like a ghost weeping.

"I know, what are you crying for! You just want me to avenge you? I have no interest in doing such things? After being trapped under the water for so many years, it wasn't easy for me to break free, and I don't want to cause any more trouble. Moreover, those two groups of human cultivators are all Nascent Soul cultivators; none of them are easy to deal with."

A voice like a broken gong came, and then green light flashed on the giant tree, revealing a tree hole a zhang high. A black-clothed woman walked out, her face full of impatience.

This woman's waist was like a water bucket, her skin dark, and the hair bun on her head was black, but strangely, two white horns several inches long stuck out, and her appearance could be described as incredibly ugly.

Upon hearing this, the Lion-Fowl Beast seemed extremely angry, its eyes flashing with red light, and its cry became even more miserable.

"You wish. It was your own carelessness that caused you to have half your claws cut off by those cultivators; why should I avenge you? Moreover, the descendants of the three sons of Mount Kunwu imprisoned us in that Spirit-Trapping Array back then, wasn't it just to make us guard this mountain? I refuse to follow their wishes," the ugly woman stood with her hands on her hips, gritting her teeth and scolding the Lion-Fowl Beast.

"But if we don't exterminate these people who entered the mountain, and let these cultivators break into Mount Kunwu Palace and take away the Four-Spirit Tablet that seals us, I am afraid we will fall into the fate of being driven by others again," another man's voice suddenly came from the air, and then green light flashed, and the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha appeared out of thin air.

"Hmph! Even if they can break into Mount Kunwu Palace. You think the barriers of Mount Kunwu Palace are just for show? Especially that Northern Extreme Origin Light, which is impossible to guard against. Those people who go to break into Mount Kunwu Palace are dead for sure," the ugly woman was not surprised by the appearance of the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha, but instead said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, this is not necessarily true. Although the Northern Extreme Origin Light is powerful, these people breaking into the array have Nascent Soul late-stage human cultivators; it is very possible they have magic tools that can guard against the Northern Extreme Origin Light. Moreover, do you really not want to take this opportunity to retrieve our life-bound tablets? Otherwise, even if we break out of the Spirit-Trapping Array, we will never be able to leave this Mount Mount Kunwu," the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha said calmly.

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